The little creatures run in from the cold
Back to the nest, just like the days of old
There in the safety of a mother's arms
The warmth of ages, far away from harm again.
Ears ringing from the battle fire,
The tired warrior aims a little higher
The black falcon or the little sparrow
The healing light or the flash of the barrel.

No one wins. It's a war of man.

Silver mane flying in the wind
Down through the planets on the run again.
No one knows where they're running to,
But every kind is coming two by two.
Out on the delta where the hoofbeats pound,
The daddy's running on the frozen ground.
Can't smell the poison as it follows him,
Can't see the gas and machines, it's a war of man.

No one wins. It's a war of man.

The windows open, and the little girl dreams.
The sky's her playground as she mounts her steed
Across the heavens to the other side;
On wings of magic does the little girl ride.
The baby creatures run in from the cold
Back to the nest, just like the days of old
There in the safety of a mother's arms
The warmth of ages, far away from harm again.

No one wins. It's a war of man. No one wins.

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